Our First Snow

The winters here are very mild, similar to Prescott I'm told. I was worried the cold might be a bit much for me, but it really wasn't at all. Plus, I can't help but be partial to weather which encourages cute boots and fuzzy neck wraps. :)

These are pictures from our first snow, which the boys and I found absolutely mesmerizing. The boys played in it that morning, and on the way to school John kept saying, "It's just so beautiful!"

Amen!

Rather than go work in our office/studio in the basement, I camped out by the family room windows and watched the snow. It was so quiet and peaceful. And inspiring. I wrote a poem, my first in many years.

I'm glad I took the time to enjoy it because by mid-afternoon it was starting to melt and by the next day it was nearly all gone. Apparently, that's normal for Boise. I'm glad we don't get a ton of snow here, but we only experienced a few snows this winter; I would've been happy with a bit more. As John says, it's just so beautiful.

View from our front porch.

Chris playing in the backyard. It wasn't long before he came in, hopping and saying, "It's cold! It's cold! It's cold!" LOL.

View from the dining room. Otherwise known as the warm view.

I loved how the snow accumulated on even the tiniest of branches.

Ben decided he had to fling that snow right off the branch.

View from the kitchen window.

View from the family room.

John playing in it after school. You can see how much it's already melted.

Before we moved, Ben and Chris got to participate in one last Winter Sing at their school. One of the songs Chris sang went like this:

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, SIX-ty million snowflakes!"

Here's a video of Chris giving an impromptu performance of that song in the snow, but my memory card was almost full so it cut him off halfway through. I was so bummed! But it's still cute, so I'm posting it anyway: